
Purpose Struggle
Yesterday, I decided that my blogging career should come to an end. I was doing myself a disservice. I told myself that the goal of the posts was to dig deeper, peel back the layers, get down to the core. But by publishing online (or on-chain as the case may be), I was subconsciously writing for others, even if I told myself that I didn't care if others read. So, in an effort to be more authentic, I figured I'd stop publishing and start doing a private journal. Within 2 hours of that decision...

Value. Happiness.
I feel happy. It's fun, it's light, like a feather floating at the beginning of Forrest Gump. But, like the feather, it's not grounded. It can flitter and float away. Value is also ephemeral. We know it when we see it. We feel it, somewhere deep inside. Something connects to us, saying "yes, this is worth it." The "it" that it's worth is energy. Energy in the form of time, attention, money. The things of which our possession is limited. There's a reason why all the great traditions point to "...

Coffee with AI
Every day for the past month, I’ve had a coffee date with AI. I literally sit down, with a cup of coffee, with an appointment on my calendar that says “coffee with AI”. During that time, AI (I’ve used ChatGPT, Gemini, Perplexity, Claude, and Venice) and I literally have a chat, the way I would with a friend. It’s not “write this letter for me” or “do this or that.” No, it’s a chance for us to have a conversation about whatever topic I want. Many days, recently, at least, it’s been about quant...
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Purpose Struggle
Yesterday, I decided that my blogging career should come to an end. I was doing myself a disservice. I told myself that the goal of the posts was to dig deeper, peel back the layers, get down to the core. But by publishing online (or on-chain as the case may be), I was subconsciously writing for others, even if I told myself that I didn't care if others read. So, in an effort to be more authentic, I figured I'd stop publishing and start doing a private journal. Within 2 hours of that decision...

Value. Happiness.
I feel happy. It's fun, it's light, like a feather floating at the beginning of Forrest Gump. But, like the feather, it's not grounded. It can flitter and float away. Value is also ephemeral. We know it when we see it. We feel it, somewhere deep inside. Something connects to us, saying "yes, this is worth it." The "it" that it's worth is energy. Energy in the form of time, attention, money. The things of which our possession is limited. There's a reason why all the great traditions point to "...

Coffee with AI
Every day for the past month, I’ve had a coffee date with AI. I literally sit down, with a cup of coffee, with an appointment on my calendar that says “coffee with AI”. During that time, AI (I’ve used ChatGPT, Gemini, Perplexity, Claude, and Venice) and I literally have a chat, the way I would with a friend. It’s not “write this letter for me” or “do this or that.” No, it’s a chance for us to have a conversation about whatever topic I want. Many days, recently, at least, it’s been about quant...
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I have a yoga teacher who is fond of saying “Eyebrow Check.”
She knows that we unconsciously carry around a lot of stress there.
Or at least I do.
When I check on them, I wonder, “how can something that is so small and so seemingly insignificant be so damn heavy?”
I understand now that they are the carriers of some part of my ego, my defenses.
Which part? I am not sure.
But it’s something that is seeking to protect me from some imagined emotional pain.
Maybe it’s the fear of getting caught off guard or taken advantage of.
I don’t want to look like the fool-or view myself as a fool-so the eyebrows serve as the shield.
That’s a lot of burden to put on such a small body part.
And it drags down my entire face and makes my head feel heavier.
Lighten the eyebrows and lighten the load.
We all play the fool sometimes anyway.
I have a yoga teacher who is fond of saying “Eyebrow Check.”
She knows that we unconsciously carry around a lot of stress there.
Or at least I do.
When I check on them, I wonder, “how can something that is so small and so seemingly insignificant be so damn heavy?”
I understand now that they are the carriers of some part of my ego, my defenses.
Which part? I am not sure.
But it’s something that is seeking to protect me from some imagined emotional pain.
Maybe it’s the fear of getting caught off guard or taken advantage of.
I don’t want to look like the fool-or view myself as a fool-so the eyebrows serve as the shield.
That’s a lot of burden to put on such a small body part.
And it drags down my entire face and makes my head feel heavier.
Lighten the eyebrows and lighten the load.
We all play the fool sometimes anyway.
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